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www.xSHUOTXT.Com a moment later, Mei Lingzhen's ten fingers flew up again, and it was still the "Pure Heart and Kindness Mantra". It's still so otherworldly, so beautiful and pleasant.

"Huh, what's going on?"

"Xuan'er, what's going on?" asked Tianion looking up at the sky and asking suspiciously.

Mei Lingxuan looked left and right in surprise, as if she wanted to find some answer from the gods of the people on the field. However, all the people in the field were overwhelmed by the wonders of the sky, and all the eyes were dim.

She shook her head and said, "Big brother, there are many people nearby, and some of them have a very strange aura. If it weren't for the fact that he had rested for a while just now, Jīng had recovered a little, and he really couldn't sense it. What the hell is going on?"

"It seems that the Tobu League has really made a bloody investment this time, and it seems that we are the limit of the rì today. Tianion coughed lightly, his face did not look better at all, and he was even more depressed, looking like he was in danger of his life at any time.

The poison in the Heavenly Ion was as strict as Si Yanzhòng, which was also unexpected by Mei Lingzhen. She hurriedly cleaned up the clutter in her heart, and flicked the seven-stringed guqin lightly to alleviate the suffering of Tianion.

After a moment's conversation, the edge of the dark red rì had been completely submerged by a dark shadow. The twelve black and bright things turned dark, and finally connected with the surrounding black sè, and disappeared strangely. The entire sky seemed to sink into a deep void.

Finally, the red sè in the sky was completely submerged in darkness, and the fiery red rì was only left with the dark sè.

A qiē will return to darkness, a qiē will no longer have a sè, a qiē will be reduced, and a qiē will be dim.

In the darkness, where you can barely reach your fingers, people are holding their breath and watching, unwilling to break the silence.

A flash of light from nowhere pierced the sky, with the rumbling sound of thunder piercing the silence.

Mei Lingxuan's heart was shocked, and the sound of the piano seemed to be a sympathetic sound, but she still couldn't completely get rid of her worries.

With a breeze blowing, the five sè light on the twelve giant pillars became brighter, as if to match the flash of the sky, and the five sè light balls also flickered and flickered.

Gradually, the humming sound of the twelve giant pillars became louder and louder, and it became dull and roaring.

The strange patterns on the giant pillar were twisted and shining as if they were alive, as if they were about to break out of the constraints of the giant pillar.

The six-story platform of the altar also began to rotate slowly, and the sound of the stone platform rubbing was faintly audible.

Along with this, there was also the mist of flowers, birds, insects, and fishes that rose from time to time in the altar, and these mist did not immediately disperse, but condensed and circled around the altar.

The stone pier in the middle of the altar was only instinctively flooded with white jade at first, but at this time, there was a strong five-sè light. The Qingfeng monk on the stone pier was still unconscious, looking unconscious.

The heavens and the earth were already overwhelmed by darkness, but the five sè lights on the twelve altar pillars were even more dazzling, almost reflecting the entire altar with great brilliance. Although the heavens and the earth are lost, there is a different scene.

Less than a moment after the sky fell into darkness, the vanishing "Twelve Nebulae" seemed to have been summoned by some kind of summoning to reappear in the empty sky, still rotating non-stop. However, the speed is much faster than before, and there seems to be some kind of force driving this strange operation.

On closer inspection, the twelve balls are no longer just the black and bright sè, but there is a little more white light in the black and bright depths. Although it is not strong, it penetrates everything like a morning star, and the boundless darkness cannot hide it in the slightest.

When the twelve nebulae reappeared, the lightning in the hollow suddenly stopped, and the dull rumbling sound fell silent shortly afterward. There were only twelve glittering black nebulae left in the sky, and nothing else.

Mei Lingxuan, who was as thin as silk, was still playing the seven-stringed guqin with her fingertips, and she was always observing the strange changes in the altar, especially on the cliff behind her.

The group didn't seem to want to break the short silence, and no one was making noise at this time. In the place of the great altar, the tense panting and the clear sound of the beautiful stringed harp can be heard clearly.

The vibrations in the altar also stopped at this time, and the five rays of the twelve pillars became incomparably brighter than the darkness of heaven and earth. With this light, the area around the altar became clearly visible, as if it were bright again as day.

The Master of Yuba touched his chin and beard, and looked back at the Confucian Monarch behind him meaningfully. He looked strange, as if he was looking for some kind of direction.

The Confucian Monarch just nodded his head slightly, chuckled silently, and looked like a god who had been dealt with by the Master of Yuba.

Something resolute suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Master of Yuba, and he looked back at the altar. Then he took a deep breath and stepped forward, the colorful whip in his hand fluttering up and down as his wrist flicked.

The long whip was slightly covered with black and white whip shadows, and there were bursts of crackling sounds on the long whip between the whip shadows, and the momentum emanating from the body of the man on the bean curd suddenly increased.

At the same time, the smell of death permeated the colorful whip, and a sinister aura emanated.

The Venerable Yuba cleared his throat and said with a full sense of anger: "Now give you a chance in the Valley of Dreams! If you are willing to give up the altar immediately, I promise to let you go, and I will definitely return the altar when the celestial phenomena are over." I wonder if Brother Tianion can reward the old man with thin noodles?"

"It turns out that your Tobu Alliance is here for the altar of my valley, and I'm afraid we will disappoint Your Excellency. This altar was built by the sages of my valley, and it is the treasure of my valley. The altar is in the people, and the altar is destroying the people!" Ji Wuwu waved the long sword in his hand a few times, and his cold voice was almost freezing people, and there was no room for maneuver in his words.

Just after the mutation at the altar had subsided slightly, Ji Wuwu suddenly noticed that the emerald long sword in his hand had undergone some kind of mutation, and for some reason there was a buzz.

The turquoise light on the sword body was even more dazzling under the glow of the colorful light, and countless thorns circulated on the sword body, as if it had some connection with the altar.

However, such a change seems to outsiders to be a harbinger of Ji Wuwu's imminent move, and some people are even amazed at Ji Wuwu's martial arts.

Ji Wuwu secretly complained bitterly, and the strange feeling emanating from the sword was indescribable to him. It was as if the person holding the sword was no longer him, and the sense of sword intent between himself and the sword was suddenly lost.

Even so, he still did a good job of hiding this change in his heart, and he was still unmoved on the surface.

At the same time as Ji Wuwu, there are also Tianion and Mei Lingxuan.

Celestial Ion raised the long sword in his hand, and his face showed a strange sè. In an instant, the sense of clarity between him and the worn-out long sword suddenly disappeared, and he could no longer feel the natural coolness, but it was a little more hot.

The long sword is like a hot potato, constantly emitting heat, and the sword body is constantly emitting a red sè. The sword was no longer so worn, but brighter.

Such a strange change has never been seen even by Tianion himself, let alone others.

Mei Lingxuan had been playing the piano to relieve the pain of the two brothers, but the body of the piano suddenly vibrated inexplicably. The light sound of the vibration echoed the original sound of the piano, making it extremely difficult to play, and even Mei Lingxuan, who had superb piano skills, was a little unable to grasp it.

What's even more bizarre is that the burnt tail of the piano continues to burst out with a lilac brilliance at the burnt fracture, and the faint and hazy feeling makes onlookers marvel.

On the body of the Qingfeng monk lying on the stone platform, there was also a blue sè glow shining through the blue sè robe, and I don't know if it was originally the light of the blue sè or because the robe reflected shè.

This blue light is not as sharp as the green thorns of Ji's invisible long sword, nor is it as charming as Mei Lingxuan's guqin, but it gives people a sense of solidity like a blue sky.

Looking closely at the other three boxes placed behind the altar of the valley, the three rays of light orange, yellow, and blue also circulated on the surface of the three boxes. Three different sounds came out, one like a flute, one like the sound of a wooden fish, and one like a rosary colliding, but it was plausible.